Day it has been a

So there I am, emerging from the doctors, having spent quite a bit of time of late coughing up really evil looking bloody gobs of stuff.

“Take a few days off if you can,” was his advice: I’ve just decided to take at least the rest of today off.

The cellphone sounds its inimitable chime (in fact, its quite imitable, it’s something from the film Blazing Saddles I downloaded from the interweb and a version of it is here.)

“PM’s having a press conference, 12.30.”

Now, I could cry off. I could go home and go to bed, as planned.

Yep. ‘Course I could.

Just like border collies could refrain from chasing cars.

PM’s announcement – a lengthy measured speech aimed at Undecided Voterland At Home and in sharp contrast with the more hectoring tone we’ve heard of late – went round and round in circles a lot. The guts of it was, of course, ‘we’re the good guys and they’re not.’

Anyway, its all on now. The polls are going to narrow quite a bit I think.

I’m going to have some Chook Soup and pull the duvet over my scone for a a bit.

Mum prescribed it for viruses but it might be worth a try for elections too.In spite of all my Scottish genes I haven’t learned to like whisky but I think it would probably be necessary if you wanted to feel better about elections.

Freelance Wellington Journalist. Specialises in economics, tax, policy generally, and the ups and downs of politics. Dad, husband: farm boy by origin, Wellingtonian by adoption. This is a hobby blog. I usually post something on the weekend, but not *every* weekend.